If anybody else comes in tell 'em we're full up.

I'll be a wreck to-morrow without my usual beauty sleep." The clerk dropped into his chair again and elevated his feet to the radiator.
"Want me t' git a pillow for yuh ?" "No back talk!"-- drowsily.
"Oh! boy, but I got one on you!" "What ?" "This Boolzac guy didn't have no baggage, and yuh give 'im the key without little ol' three-per in advance." "No grip ?" "Nix.

Not a toot'brush in sight." "Well, the damage is done.

I might as well go to sleep." It was not premeditated on the part of the clerk to give the squat man the room adjoining that of Hawksley's.

The key had been nearest his hand.